Cyanide Circus

It\'s about a 17 year old boy name Cheshire Flynn. He\'s half demon and lives at a circus. (Cyanide Circus.) He\'s the illusions master, and his tricks are just cheezy magic they\'re real. He basically rememberes his past, but thinks it\'s all fake... When his friends start to go missing and he slowly forgets his past, he starts to get curious. But, will they saying, \"Curiousity Killed the cat.\" Live up to it\'s meaning?
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"Fine, be a coward!" Cheshire yelled at Mason before walking away
into the darkness. Chesire kicked a rock angrily and hissed in
his cat-like way as he strode down the path towards the
Mistress's tent. He had a feeling Mason was rather smart tonight
in not going to see Mistress Nightshade with him at this time of
night. But unfortunately, Cheshire couldn't wait till morning. He
needed answers now, or he was afraid he wouldn't get them. For
the past two years Cheshire had been here, he has never really
asked questions as to how the circus functioned. Not until now
anyways. Ever since the beginning of this month, December,
strange things had been occurring. It all started when Cheshire
mentioned to the Mistress he had been forgetting things. It was
only simple things at first, like leaving his earring on the
table next to his bed, or forgetting to pick up Mason at his tent
on the way to dinner. But as the days had progressed, he was
forgetting things that were were important. Like his past. Last
week, he couldn't remember his parent's names. He couldn't even
remember his last name some days now.

But forgetting things wasn't the only thing odd that was
happening. A man named Anthony Dyson had shown up at the circus
around the same time Cheshire had been forgetting things.
Cheshire didn't think much of him, but it was odd considering he
had never seen anyone come into the circus at random. Even if he
showed up, people were disappearing. Cheshire wasn't close with
anyone at Cyanide other than Mason, but that didn't mean he
hadn't met the other masters. In the past two weeks, the Magic
Master, Damion, and the Clowns Master Fergo had mysteriously
disappeared. He wasn't sure why, but being Cheshire, he needed to
know. He had been mustering up the courage for the past four
hours, since before his show and after before he met up with
Mason. He knew now that if he didn't ask her now, he would never
ask her.

After about five more minutes of walking, Cheshire came to an
abrupt halt in front a HUGE tent. It was bigger than his
performance tent. He gulped down his fear and poked his head in.
It was nicer on the outside than the inside. The outside was
large and lavish. But, the inside was rather plain. Or at least
from what he could see. He cleared his throat and said,
"M-Mistress Nighshade? Are you p-present?" Cheshire waited for
what felt like years before he decided that he would come back
another time. He turned around, but before he could take a step,
a cool hand was on his shoulder. This almost made him jump. As he
turned, he saw her. His Ringmistress, in her usual Turquoise and
Black dress, he black curls tied to both sides and her bangs
covering her eyes. Like always. Something about her always took
his breathe away, not in a love sense, but fear. She grinned at
him and said,

"Cheshire darling, what a present surprise." She spoke in a cool
tone, "What brings you hear at this hour?" She had
added a bit more emphasis on the this hour part of her speech.
Cheshire gulped,

"Well Mistress, I have s-some questions is a-all." Cheshire
stuttered. Just as he had said that, the Mistress had seemed to
have stiffened. As he body went ridged, she seem force the words
out of her mouth,

"I'm sorry Cheshire I am very busy and don't have time for your
silly questions. Now be gone with you!" She waved Cheshire away
and he had no choice but to obey. He turned around a left the
tent. When he turned back to see if she was standing there, he
could have sworn he saw a yellowish tail with a light brown tuff
at the end. Almost like a lion's tail. This worried Cheshire, and
he broke out into a run back towards his tent where Mason was
supposed to be. No one was supposed to be out at this time of
night. Mason had stayed out to late once and he was tortured by
the Mistress's minions. Cheshire knew he wouldn't have dared stay
out again. Mason had also told him that he would be waiting at
Cheshire's tent when he came back. But as Cheshire rounded to
corner to his tent, he knew something was wrong. For when he
opened got inside, Mason was not there.